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Dreams fake awaken
Trapped and shifting
Slowly losing finds
Nothing left to learn

Tortured soul
The mind it aches
scratching til it bleeds
Detatch the chord of strings
This freedom so enslaving

Consuming reverie
Spoils sense of worth
Diseased with life expectance
Implicitly confined
In dissension of
A meaningful existence
Falling from belief
And insecure in hope

We are empty vessels
Sifting through a reason
Living lifeless virtue
We all perish
With rotting minds
So apathetic

Nothing matters anymore
There never was a god
To whore out to save us
From ourselves

Following a path
Complacently defined
Individuality
As sheep we are refined

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